Shouldn't it be said that he is a bastard-controller with otaku attributes?
Having just experienced a plane crash and time travel, Li Boyong was still in the mood to appreciate the appearance of Mobius. In his interest, he even randomly picked up a sergeant from the maintenance squad who seemed to have some military experience and asked him to give him specific information about Mobius. The structure of each part of Bius.
After he satisfied his curiosity a little, he, who was barely a qualified soldier, finally came to his senses and began to sort out the known information and think about his situation and what actions he should take next.
First of all, he knew that he came to the CE century. His body was still the same and his name was the same, but he had the identity of a supplementary MA pilot in the advance team of the Eighth Fleet. Incidentally, he also had the rank of second lieutenant.
Then, his advance team had just separated from the main force of the Eighth Fleet and went to rescue the Archangel, which was being pursued by ZAFT forces.
Then, he received a system mission, requiring him to survive the ensuing battle and board the Archangel.
This made him feel a little pained. Although after many years, his memory of the plot of the original animation was a little blurry, he still basically remembered that the advance team of the Eighth Fleet was completely wiped out by the ZAFT army...
The last thing is my own MA control skills. My only experience is the few simulated battles just now, and I haven’t even figured out the basic operation of the machine yet...
Warnema! ! !
If I, a natural recruit, drive an MA onto the next battlefield and face the MSs driven by adjusters, wouldn't I just become a soldier among soldiers and cannon fodder among cannon fodder?
No, no, I have to calm down, there must be something I can do!
It doesn’t make sense!
Others have traveled thousands of miles to give away their lives, but when they come to me, they have traveled across thousands of miles to give away their heads?
This is going to explode!
I can't calm down at all!
Li Boyong walked around the hangar a little irritably, making the people in the maintenance team think that this new recruit had been tortured crazy by the induction ceremony just now.
After a while, Li Boyong rolled his eyes and looked around for the possibility of running away in MA. After all, he had no sense of honor for this army, and he had no intention of sacrificing his life for the alliance.
But it is a pity that although the coalition army cannot defeat the ZAFT army, it is because of its backwardness in weapons and equipment. The discipline and system of the army are still very mature, and there is no control at all.
Moreover, that damn mission also required me to board the Archangel, and I didn’t know if anything would happen if I just ran away like this.
In the end, Li Boyong found that the only thing he could do was to use the limited time to become familiar with Mobius's controls as soon as possible, and survive on the battlefield with his own strength.
Thinking of this, Li Boyong quickly climbed into the simulation cabin and started the control training according to the instructions.
There will definitely be a big difference between simulated combat and actual combat, but now he has no choice. It is impossible for the high-speed fleet to allow him to pilot Mobius for real-machine training, and he, a young recruit, does not have that authority. .
Moreover, this simulation cabin is for military use after all, and the data and information used in it all come from actual combat. In the simulated battle just now, his heavy feel and repeated operations when driving Mobius proved that this simulation cabin is not that A "deceptive game machine" used to increase recruits' confidence.
After entering the simulation cabin, Li Boyong immediately chose combat training for Jean.
In this way, he can not only become familiar with the operation of Mobius, but also understand the combat methods of weapons like Jean.
As for formation battles, things that require a long period of time to develop a tacit understanding with teammates are not what he needs now.
Faced with such pressure and dilemma, Li Boyong in the cockpit seemed to be inspired with a little fighting spirit.
You must know that he is one of the best fighter pilots of the Republic, with extremely outstanding stance talents, otherwise he would not be qualified to be selected as the test pilot of a new test fighter aircraft at a young age, which is a fighter aircraft under secret development by the Republic.
How could a soldier with such a resume not be proud of himself?
And being able to fly an aircraft for combat in a space environment, I wonder which pilot can resist this temptation.
After gradually becoming familiar with Mobius's manipulation, Li Boyong even gradually became a little excited.
Especially after defeating Gene on the easy difficulty one-on-one in the simulated battle, the long-lost sense of pleasure made his body tremble slightly, and the simulation cabin was full of the smell of tax evasion.
Although it was only on easy difficulty, it was enough to make Li Boyong happy for a while.
You must know that that is Gene. Compared with the Mobius he drives, he does have a huge performance advantage. The combat power ratio with Mobius is an exaggerated one to five.
But a mass-produced mobile suit like Jean is not an invincible enemy. Mobius's 75MM rail linear cannon can still cause damage to Jean as long as it hits.
Seeing some hope, he continued to work hard and put in the best form of his military career to absorb all kinds of knowledge, become familiar with various operations, and analyze what maneuvers he should take when facing Jean when driving Mobius.
Time passed so unconsciously. When Li Boyong came to his senses, he felt a little tired and quickly stopped training to let his body and spirit breathe.
Now the Eighth Fleet may encounter the enemy at any time, and he must reserve enough physical strength for the real battle. After all, he is just a natural person, not the kind of super adjuster who can fight continuously for a long time.
Li Boyong returned to the canteen and ordered some food for himself. Although it was not meal time, as a pilot, he still had this privilege.
While eating, he thought of some happy things to adjust his mood.
After the meal, Li Boyong devoted himself to training again to hone his fit with the body.
Just like that, eleven hours after Li Boyong traveled to this world, the Nelson-class cruiser USS Montgomery where he was aboard sounded an enemy search alarm.
"Everyone is ready for the first level of combat. MA pilots will immediately get into position on their respective aircrafts."
The somewhat nervous voice of the correspondent girl came from the ship's broadcast, adding a heavy color to the originally calm atmosphere inside the ship.
Li Boyong heard the alarm and immediately went to the pilot's locker room, where his three teammates were changing their pilot uniforms while joking, seemingly unaffected.
After seeing Li Boyong's arrival, the captain was still interested in teasing him about pestering the female soldier, so he was the last one to go to the locker room.
Li Boyong ignored their teasing and just put on the orange pilot uniform as quickly as he could.
After the four MA pilots completed the change, they entered the hangar together. With the help of the maintenance team, they entered the cockpit of Mobius to conduct final inspections before the sortie.
